Without you,
The hours run out
Alienated
Through clepsydra,
As if the time forgot
To flow through me.

I turned into a frozen river
On which,
The sky scratches
Shadows of clouds
Fallen into hibernation.

The verb "wait" has disappeared
From eternity's sentence;
The word "hope" shattered
Into thousands of shards
On the despair's pavement;
The alarm clock decided
To ring just on immortality's hour.

In this frozen silence,
Only your voice says
"Talk to me,
I need to hear you",
But the words died
Because you are not here.